children

Children: Our most valuable natural resource.

Finally Coming Home
Monday, I hated that day. Especially, a snowy, freezing, miserable December day in Michigan. As I made my way to our break room, I heard the usual. “Morning LT, Morning Lieutenant Flynn, nice day, isn’t it LT?” My people loved to aggravate me. All of them knew until I had my first cup of coffee, I hated to talk. I went into our breakroom, grabbed a coffee mug, and poured a cup of the Elixir of the Gods. Just as I took my first sip, Detective Ellen Johnson interrupted me.
By Richard Frohm3 years ago in Families
10 TIPS ON HOW TO POTTY TRAIN A TODLER.
Potty Preparation Tips Potty preparation is a perplexing cycle, and it very well may be interesting to understand what the best methodology is on the grounds that each youngster advances in an unexpected way, young men might advance uniquely in contrast to young ladies, and there is nobody most ideal way to show the vital abilities.
By Thelma Abudu3 years ago in Families
ESSENTIAL QUALITIES OF A GOOD MOTHER
A mother is the female parent of a child. A woman may be considered a mother by virtue of having given birth, by raising a child who may or may not be her biological offspring.
By Uthman Monarch3 years ago in Families
Grandma and Me
When I opened my eyes for the first time, you were by my side, you loved me more than anything in this life. I grew up a little bit and we shared the same room together. You told me interesting stories. We had sheep, chickens and a donkey. We used to take care of them together.
By Thayrile3 years ago in Families
Inheriting My Family- Part 1
Last year, I lost my dad to a sudden heart attack and to be honest, it took quite a bit of time to get myself back together. At the time of my dad’s death, I was still in my final year of university and had spent most of 2020–2021 cooped up at home due to Covid restrictions.
By Isa Nan3 years ago in Families
A Guy Called Me a Homemaker and I Didn't Even Hit Him or Nothin'
This summer my family and I moved to a new town. It’s a small town, a friendly place where we got to know most of our neighbors in short order. There are all the usual suspects: The retirees, the semi-retirees, the coffee shop owner, the professional couple…
By R. Justin Freeman3 years ago in Families
But the children knew.
A raindrop fell, then a second and third. It took very little time for the strange woods of twisting trees to be descended upon by an unrelenting downpour. The first bright, crisp flash of lightning cut across the sky like cracking glass, followed almost immediately by thunder like the cry of an angry beast.
By Lishka3 years ago in Families
Running Free
I closed the door quietly behind me, as I slipped out to get my two older kids from the bus stop. I was lucky to live close to the bus stop. The bus pulled right in front of my house, and I only had to walk to the other side of the street to greet the bus. My little girl was in kindergarten, so they wouldn’t let her off the bus without seeing a parent. Her older brother would wait patiently at the door while she tottered off the bus, her oversized backpack often handed to me by the bus driver because it would knock her over. We hadn't lived there long. The house was a wreck of boxes, and we still didn't have the furniture fully put together. I'd enrolled the kids as quickly as I could to give them a sense of security that came from school and friends.
By Ashley3 years ago in Families
Ceryleth and her Wyrmling
Ceryleth flew casually over the forest of her domain, enjoying the warm sun on her back. It wasn’t often she took time to just enjoy flying anymore. There was always just something else that required her attention. So when she did finally get the chance to just relax and enjoy being in the air watching the life below her as it passed her by. The animals in her domain had grown so accustomed to her presence the they barely paid her any mind. It was nice in a way that she wasn’t actively feared by the many small creatures that existed.
By Samuel Berry3 years ago in Families
Stick Shift is to Driving as Cursive is to Writing
My kid (the oldest) is turning 15 soon. I know most parents go through the freak-out stage at this point where it is sort of hard to fathom that this human used to be an adorable baby that grew so gradually that it felt like forever and everyone would always tell you enjoy this because it goes so fast and all you (me) do is just sit there and nod and say, yeah, whatever, I am suffering here and you don't seem to care...
By Sarah Hatfield3 years ago in Families
Durio's fear
The dragon knew he smelt it before he heard or saw it. It was the unmistakable stench of a human. His nostrils flared. This wasn’t a good idea. What was a human doing so close to the edge of the Yenstlin forest on the night of the Harvest Moon?
By Neil Marathe3 years ago in Families
Pyrius
Prologue: 3000 years ago, Humankind and Dragonkind lived in peace with each of them building their own civilisations. Dragons had their own ways of magyk. Firepower dragons lived on the land and could weaponize the burning breath. They could set off volcanoes and raze the land for clearing. They also cooked food for the other creatures via the burning breath.
By Neil Marathe3 years ago in Families